News just out that they've dropped the charges, apparently it was all a mistake. This isn't really a surprise. But in the New York Times writeup there's a lovely detail: the prosecutor in Brisbane is called Alan MacSporran. No, I'm not making it up. He really is called MacSporran. Not only does it sound comically scottish, it literally means 'son of sporran', which itself is an image to conjure with.
Also, in today's Financial Review, there's an article about foetal alcohol syndrome in indigenous children. They quote an expert who says, among other things, that these kids start off 'ten yards behind the eight-ball', which is an unfortunate sporting mixed metaphor, what with a billiard table not being ten yards long and all. Mind you, I doubt anyone else noticed or cared. It's just me, isn't it? (By the way, ads for the AFR magazine describe it as being the love child of the AFR and Vanity Fair. I reach for the bucket.....)
Friday, July 27, 2007
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